Can't Run Anymore (Book 1)

Can't Run Anymore (Book 1)

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When a bloody pentagram appears at a crime scene in Los Angeles, California, 27 year old Special Agent Victor Harrison wants nothing more than to run once again. He has spent the last 10 years running from not only his past but from his spiritual abilities and from his ex-husband, 29 year old Special Agent Lukas Calvera. He's afraid of being caught once again by The Witch Trail Killer. Will Victor stop running long enough to face this threat or will he lose all that he holds dear? The Witch Trial Killer has always been stalking. Hunting. Waiting for so long. The Astral Plane is their playground. Once they've set their sights, they'll do whatever it takes to ensnare their targets only to slowly torture and brutally destroy them. Only one has managed to escape from them and set their long dead heart ablaze. They'll do anything to bring him back. And if someone were to get in their way? Well, accidents happen all the time......
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She was a young dancer. I found her diary as I was exploring a cellar in an old building. She loved to dance on the rooftops at night with her best friend Lily. Some people say that she still does. According to the diary, everything spiralled out of control when she and her best friend Lily encountered that guy behind the apartment complex. I'm serious: beware of that dancer when she wanders the streets in the dead of night. She's looking for the one who fed on her life and stole her innocence--the one that she feels so confused about. If you're tall and wearing a hoodie or something like that, she might mistake you for him. You don't want this to happen. I still don't know who or what she is exactly. Maybe you should make up your own mind: this story is the diary I found. I typed it into my computer and attached the documents that were in my possession. By the way, beware of that guy too: dealers of a new kind have been roaming the neighbourhood lately. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- © 2018 Violetta Liddell All Rights Reserved.

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